24 Hours To Live

(Puff Daddy)I want you to ask yourself one questionIf you had twenty four hours to live, what would you do?That's some deep shit right there, a lot of pressureHow would you handle it?Mase, what would you do?

(Mase)Yo, I'd turn out all the hoes that's heterosexualSmack conceited niggas right off the pedestalI'd even look for my dad that I never knewAnd show him how I look in my Beretta, tooI'd do good shit like take kids from the ghettoShow them what they could have if they never settleTake every white kid from high class levelShow 'em what Christmas like growin' up in the ghettoTeach niggas how to spend, stack the restGive blunts to the niggas under massive stressGive every bum on the street cash to investAnd hope Harlem will blow up be my last request

(Jadakiss)Yo, yo if I had twenty four hours to kick the bucket, fuck itI'd probably eat some fried chicken and drink a NantucketThen go get a jar from BransonAnd make sure I leave my mother the money to take care of grandsonLoad the three power, hop in the Eddie BauerAnd go give all six to that papi that sold me flourGet a fresh baldy, make a few callsShop at the mall, shoot a lil' ballHave all of my bitches on one telly at the same timeSpread it out on different floorsAnd I'm gon' play lotto, for what?Even though I ain't gon' be here tomorrow, so what

(Black Rob)You know when I was close to the ledgeI'd probably be in the wedgeWith this bare spanish mami playin' 'tween my legsThen I'm off to get choke and smoke one a them dreadsAnd get that bitch from '89 that gave us up to the fedsThought of momma, wrote her a note, we ain't closeI hate her boyfriend so I put one in his throatFuck around and sniff an ounce of raw, bust the fourFours, pull out my dick and take a piss on the floorJump in the whip, git them cats I wanted to gitSince the Tavern on the Green robbery in eighty-sixWent home took a shower in nice cold waterAnd spent my last hours wit my son and my daughter

(1) - If you had twenty four hours to live just thinkWhere would you go?What would you do?Who would you screw?And who would you wanna notify?Or would yo' ass deny that yo' ass about to die?

If you had twenty four hours to live just thinkWhere would you go?What would you do?Who would you screw?And who would you wanna notify?Or would yo' ass deny that yo' ass about to die?

(Sheek)What hey yo, if I had twenty four nigga gotta get the rawRun all them papi's spot, put one in his head at the doorFor the times that I paid for twenty an he gave me twelveThe other eight had to be baking soda by itselfSo papi fuck you, you dead now, I'm off to the bankWith those bricks in a bookbag and a stolen Jag I just grabbedWent in there grabbed the bank teller wit the pretty faceFuck her in the safe, and have her take me to my placeWe'll make a kid but that's selfish and that'll be badFor my son to have the same shit his pops just hadAnd when I'm down to twenty three, I'm a be strapped wit TNTRun up in city hall and take the judges wit me

(Styles)If I had twenty four hours to live, I'd probably die on the fifthRun in the station squeezin the inf'I'll be waitin' to get to hell and bust down SatanStyles' on this shit and I got spot vacantBack to the twenty four I make it out the precinctShootin niggas that I hate in they face while they eatin'I'm on the job robbin' every so-called DonGive the money to my moms and tell her that I'm goneI would school my little brother that niggas mean him harmHe should learn to tell the future without readin' palmsWhen they come in with the bullets, you prepared with the bombSo fuck bein' violent get stocks and bonds

(DMX)Twenty four left until my deathSo I'm gon' waste alot of lives, but I'll cherish every breathI know exactly where I'm goin', but I'mma send you there firstAnd with the shit that I'll be doin', I'mma send you there worseI've been livin' with a curse, and now it's all about to endBut before I go, say hello to my little friendBut I gots to make it right, reconcile with my motherTry to explain to my son, tell my girl I love herC-4 up under the coat, snatch up my dogTurn like three buildings on Wall Street, into a fogOut with a bang, you will remember my nameI wanted to live forever, but this wasn't fame